Girl, why don't you kill me? A swirl has started to pull me
I can't feel I can't see I don't need What you pretend
Love me here Hand in hand Don't let me down Alone again
Girl, why don't you need me? A swirl has come to make me down
I can't feel But I don't care 'Cos I don't need What you pretend
Love me here Hand in hand I would go nowhere 'cos
Eastern Sugar - in my Western shoes The problem's so Central: don't refuse (me)
Eastern Sugar in my Western shoes Eastern Sugar in my little blue shuede shoes' Keeping me from going to you To say that you're in my western shoes You are my Eastern Sugar